Runeknight moves into action first. His inital sword swing cleanly hits all three Metool, sending three loud clangs outwards. He narrowly dodges a counterattack from one of the Mets, but a second connects, obliterating the barrier as if it wasn't there. Runeknight's luck doesn't get any better as he fires at the OldHeaters, the shot, ironically, goes wide, only clipping a single virus. He does succeed at healing Soundman, however.
Speaking of Soundman, he powerfully rips through the Swordys, but one of them parries his second swung, knocking it off course. Soundman still recovers enough from the adjustment to finish off the Mets, though. His final, last ditch Icewave did strike true, though only because one had moved to start attacking the trio of unnamed Navis.
The 'unnamed' also appeared to be 'unarmed'. The PoliceOfficer fires several rounds of buster fire over past the front of the MafiaGoon that had saved him, firing at random viruses. The Goon seemed to be preoccupied trying to heal the wounded officer, a mistake, as the OldHeater moved forward to fire at him, hitting hard before it was swiftly deleted by Soundman. The third Navi clutches to the BMD tightly, protecting it from a bodyblow by a Swordy. It must be pretty valuable for him to be guarding it so fiercely...
Runeknight: 26
Soundman: 60
MafiaGoonA: 40 (Carrying BMD: 10HP)
MafiaGoonB: 80
PoliceOfficer: 70
Metool2A: DELETED
Metool2B: DELETED
Metool2C: DELETED
Swordy2A: 35
Swordy2B: 40
OldHeaterA: DELETED
OldHeaterB: DELETED
OldHeaterC: 125
Soundman and Runeknight
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"Soundman, do you still have that Widesword?" Trenn suddenly queried, throwing Soundman out of his slight stupor. The navi in question got up off the ground and took a look around the battlefield, then at his right arm-- the Widesword was still there.
"Yeah, but it's looking pretty worse for wear. It's probably only got one swipe left, if that." Soundman inspected the once-gleaming, now dull blade closely, and ran a hand along its' surface, feeling the cracks that seemed to rend the metal like some sort of odd wound.
"One swipe is all we need. Or a throw in this case, rather." Trenn chuckled, bringing up a small marker over the Swordy that only Soundman could see. "Toss it at them, then we'll follow it up with some more... fire... power. Runeknight can probably handle that Oldheater alone."
Trenn opened up a channel to Runeknight's operator while Soundman seemed to weigh up the plan in his mind, and spoke. "Soundman's going to try to finish off those Swordy viruses-- try to take out the last Oldheater with Runeknight, could you? I'll have him aid you if he can, but those things caught his Widesword once last time, so he might have some trouble taking them out."
Trenn closed the channel to Runeknight's operator with a nod after hearing his response, and then turned his attention to Soundman. "Alright then, the plan is set. Let's go!"
Soundman didn't reply verbally, his only response pulling his arm back and then hurling his now-detached Widesword at the Swordy. It spun through the air in a sort of helicopter-blade spin, and Soundman was hot on its' trail, taking off into a dash.
The navi's feet made a rapid staccato of noises when they impacted ground on the ground as he ran, a sound almost akin to a match being struck every time he stepped. Soundman sped up as the Widesword began to slow down, and he jumped into the air. He made a grab for the blade with the arm it had been attached to before, and then spun with it, landing like some sort of freakish top smack dab in-between the two Swordy, whirling round and round on the toes of his shoes.
Soundman stopped after a full 360-degree spin, smacking his feet down on the ground in a stance as his Widesword disappeared with a puff of smoke, seemingly expended. The navi's feet caught on fire with a striking noise that seemed more defined this time than when he had been running, and the flames quickly spread up to encase him entirely in a virtual inferno.
"BURNER!" Soundman cried, and the flames exploded outward in a whipping, lashing firestorm that seemed to want to incinerate everything near the navi, save for Soundman himself. The flames then extinguished, gone as suddenly as they had came, leaving Soundman standing dead-smack in the middle of a scorched circle on the ground.
"Are you alright, Soundman?" Trenn called over the private line.
"Yeah..." Soundman huffed, hunching over, hands-on knees, "I'm... I'm good. Just... just a little... out of breath." Soundman laughed, letting ou t a small "Hoo!" before standing up straight. He then turned his attention to the Oldheater.
Soundman's fist erupted into flames with a crackle, (You'd think he was a Fire navi with all the crap he's pulled this turn, eh?) and the musical navi reeled back his arm. Soundman punched forward, a blow accompanied by a burst that seemed to happen all at once, and a small, fist-like ball of fire launched itself from his fist, leaving a trail of smoke and the smell of burned ozone behind it as it seared the air itself.
The navi then shouted. "Runeknight, move back!" He held up a hand, then messed with his internal settings, purposefully setting them to a level where they'd produce nothing but feedback. And feedback is what he got. An invisible wave of sound, accompanied by a high-pitched, ear-splittingly loud half-screech, half-whine, tore its' way out of his palm-speaker and raced after the Firehit, seemingly trying to beat it to the OldHeater.
1: Widesword (80) @ Swordy2 Viruses
2: Burner (130, Fire) @ Swordy2 Viruses
3: Firehit1 (60, Fire) @ OldHeater C
4: Whine (80) @ OldHeater C
"Yeah, but it's looking pretty worse for wear. It's probably only got one swipe left, if that." Soundman inspected the once-gleaming, now dull blade closely, and ran a hand along its' surface, feeling the cracks that seemed to rend the metal like some sort of odd wound.
"One swipe is all we need. Or a throw in this case, rather." Trenn chuckled, bringing up a small marker over the Swordy that only Soundman could see. "Toss it at them, then we'll follow it up with some more... fire... power. Runeknight can probably handle that Oldheater alone."
Trenn opened up a channel to Runeknight's operator while Soundman seemed to weigh up the plan in his mind, and spoke. "Soundman's going to try to finish off those Swordy viruses-- try to take out the last Oldheater with Runeknight, could you? I'll have him aid you if he can, but those things caught his Widesword once last time, so he might have some trouble taking them out."
Trenn closed the channel to Runeknight's operator with a nod after hearing his response, and then turned his attention to Soundman. "Alright then, the plan is set. Let's go!"
Soundman didn't reply verbally, his only response pulling his arm back and then hurling his now-detached Widesword at the Swordy. It spun through the air in a sort of helicopter-blade spin, and Soundman was hot on its' trail, taking off into a dash.
The navi's feet made a rapid staccato of noises when they impacted ground on the ground as he ran, a sound almost akin to a match being struck every time he stepped. Soundman sped up as the Widesword began to slow down, and he jumped into the air. He made a grab for the blade with the arm it had been attached to before, and then spun with it, landing like some sort of freakish top smack dab in-between the two Swordy, whirling round and round on the toes of his shoes.
Soundman stopped after a full 360-degree spin, smacking his feet down on the ground in a stance as his Widesword disappeared with a puff of smoke, seemingly expended. The navi's feet caught on fire with a striking noise that seemed more defined this time than when he had been running, and the flames quickly spread up to encase him entirely in a virtual inferno.
"BURNER!" Soundman cried, and the flames exploded outward in a whipping, lashing firestorm that seemed to want to incinerate everything near the navi, save for Soundman himself. The flames then extinguished, gone as suddenly as they had came, leaving Soundman standing dead-smack in the middle of a scorched circle on the ground.
"Are you alright, Soundman?" Trenn called over the private line.
"Yeah..." Soundman huffed, hunching over, hands-on knees, "I'm... I'm good. Just... just a little... out of breath." Soundman laughed, letting ou t a small "Hoo!" before standing up straight. He then turned his attention to the Oldheater.
Soundman's fist erupted into flames with a crackle, (You'd think he was a Fire navi with all the crap he's pulled this turn, eh?) and the musical navi reeled back his arm. Soundman punched forward, a blow accompanied by a burst that seemed to happen all at once, and a small, fist-like ball of fire launched itself from his fist, leaving a trail of smoke and the smell of burned ozone behind it as it seared the air itself.
The navi then shouted. "Runeknight, move back!" He held up a hand, then messed with his internal settings, purposefully setting them to a level where they'd produce nothing but feedback. And feedback is what he got. An invisible wave of sound, accompanied by a high-pitched, ear-splittingly loud half-screech, half-whine, tore its' way out of his palm-speaker and raced after the Firehit, seemingly trying to beat it to the OldHeater.
1: Widesword (80) @ Swordy2 Viruses
2: Burner (130, Fire) @ Swordy2 Viruses
3: Firehit1 (60, Fire) @ OldHeater C
4: Whine (80) @ OldHeater C
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Runeknight staggered back, cursing under his breath as he watched his arching wave of energy fly wide and clip only a single virus. The veil of azure light that surrounded Runeknight was beginning to fracture, fragmented pieces falling to the earth to shatter like glass. Soundman's barrier was broken, smashed by a single blow from a Metool. The Navi stumbled and collapsed to one knee. He shook his head to clear the blurriness that invaded his vision. The strength of these fiendish viruses was amazing.
"Sire," Runeknight mumbled over a private channel as he pushed himself back to his feet. "I know not how much more I can withstand. If we are not careful, we shall be overrun."
"I know," Zan answered. "Believe me, I know. We should be able to take out this group soon enough. With any luck, I'll be able to get us out of here before any more of those viruses show up." Runeknight heard a low beep from Zan's microphone. "Hold on. It looks like Trenn has something to say. I'm going to patch him through."
Zan tapped a button on his keyboard to allow Trenn's private channel to open. Within seconds, the voice of Soundman's operator spoke in his ear.
"Soundman's going to try to finish off those Swordy viruses-- try to take out the last Oldheater with Runeknight, could you? I'll have him aid you if he can, but those things caught his Widesword once last time, so he might have some trouble taking them out."
"No worries," Zan answered back. "We've still got a few tricks up our sleeves. Do what you need to do and we'll keep those bastards off your back." Zan turned his attention back to Runeknight. "Alright, I'm going to send you a few BattleChips that'll help sweep the field. Use Rune Purge to heal up a bit and then unload on those viruses. If you feel up to it, I'll send you a Guard as well."
"As you say, Sire." Runeknight answered.
The knight cast his gaze over the viruses that remained, searching for the likeliest target for his spell. Runeknight focused on the squat, fiery beast, thinking that it would be the easiest of the viruses to hit. The Navi raised his left arm toward the virus, chanting off a quick spell channel his will and harness the forces locked within the runic void. A cobalt aura flashed to life around his armored hand and grew in strength as Runeknight's words gained volume. A circle of darkness opened beneath the Oldheater, a still pool of inky blackness that spread beneath the virus on all sides. Though the pool seemed quiet, demonic energies writhed beneath the surface, begging to be released. Runeknight granted its wish. A single shout and tendrils of flame erupted from beneath the pool, fiendish appendages that snaked about in search of anything they could feed on. The flaming tentacles lashed across the surface of the pool, seeking out any viruses in reach to drain what life force they could. Runeknight smiled grimly beneath his visor, knowing that a portion of any energy they absorbed would be transferred to restore his strength and heal his wounds.
Runeknight let the spell die down and turned his attention to the remaining viruses. He knew these creatures were powerful and far more experienced that the run of the mill viruses that he usually dealt with. These monstrosities held within them an innate knowledge, an animalistic instinct that placed them as more predator than prey. Runeknight and Soundman would have to lay down enough fire power to ensure that it would be virtually impossible for the viruses to survive. Runeknight glanced at his companion, just as Soundman launched a fireball at the Oldheater, and knew what he had to do.
Runeknight could feel the energy of Zan's BattleChips burning within him, surging throughout his body and yearning to be unleashed. Runeknight summon forth the wave of energy, jets of cobalt flame exploding from his back like the wings of an avenging angel. The wings unfurled, extending to a span of twenty feet. The fiery wings flapped once, the flames spreading to engulf the Navi's shoulder and arms. The wings flapped twice and the knight was consumed entirely, the wings writhing to form a swirling tornado of azure flames. Runeknight shouted from within the tornado and the fires split into twin columns that spiraled around each other as they reached to the sky. Runeknight raised his arms, reaching high, and the tips of each column responded by forming into the heads of birds of prey. The Navi waited until Soundman was out of harm's way before shouting and chopping his arms downward.
"PHOENIX!" Runeknight shouted.
The infernos responded to his words and his movements, the fiery birds arching away from the spiraling columns to twist about and dive toward the remaining trio of viruses. The birds screeched in unison, the cry of the hunter resounding across the battlefield. The two flaming entities roared toward the viruses, intent on engulfing them in the all consuming flame.
"Runeknight, move back!" Soundman cried.
Runeknight turned to see his companion readying another of his sonic strikes. The knight responded within an instant, dashing away from the viruses and toward the three unknown Navi who had been trying to escape the viral hordes. Runeknight dived at the last second, determined not to be caught within the resonance of Soundman's attack, and fell into a roll that brought him to his knees right in front of the NetPolice officer. Runeknight twisted to face the viruses and raised his right arm to defend his body. The jet black metal of his greaves shifted and began to flow like mercury. His armor formed a massive shield of ebony steel that would protect Runeknight from any attacks directed toward him. Hopefully it would be enough to protect the three weakened Navi as well.
Summary:
Rune of Vigor is active (Heal for 25)
1. Rune Purge to OldHeater(80 Fire DMG w/ a 30 Heal to Runeknight)
2. PhoenixShot(80 Fire) to Swordies and OldHeater
3. PhoenixShot(80 Fire) to Swordies and OldHeater
4. Dodge toward NetPolice and Mafia Goons
5. Guard1 to self/Navi trio
"Sire," Runeknight mumbled over a private channel as he pushed himself back to his feet. "I know not how much more I can withstand. If we are not careful, we shall be overrun."
"I know," Zan answered. "Believe me, I know. We should be able to take out this group soon enough. With any luck, I'll be able to get us out of here before any more of those viruses show up." Runeknight heard a low beep from Zan's microphone. "Hold on. It looks like Trenn has something to say. I'm going to patch him through."
Zan tapped a button on his keyboard to allow Trenn's private channel to open. Within seconds, the voice of Soundman's operator spoke in his ear.
"Soundman's going to try to finish off those Swordy viruses-- try to take out the last Oldheater with Runeknight, could you? I'll have him aid you if he can, but those things caught his Widesword once last time, so he might have some trouble taking them out."
"No worries," Zan answered back. "We've still got a few tricks up our sleeves. Do what you need to do and we'll keep those bastards off your back." Zan turned his attention back to Runeknight. "Alright, I'm going to send you a few BattleChips that'll help sweep the field. Use Rune Purge to heal up a bit and then unload on those viruses. If you feel up to it, I'll send you a Guard as well."
"As you say, Sire." Runeknight answered.
The knight cast his gaze over the viruses that remained, searching for the likeliest target for his spell. Runeknight focused on the squat, fiery beast, thinking that it would be the easiest of the viruses to hit. The Navi raised his left arm toward the virus, chanting off a quick spell channel his will and harness the forces locked within the runic void. A cobalt aura flashed to life around his armored hand and grew in strength as Runeknight's words gained volume. A circle of darkness opened beneath the Oldheater, a still pool of inky blackness that spread beneath the virus on all sides. Though the pool seemed quiet, demonic energies writhed beneath the surface, begging to be released. Runeknight granted its wish. A single shout and tendrils of flame erupted from beneath the pool, fiendish appendages that snaked about in search of anything they could feed on. The flaming tentacles lashed across the surface of the pool, seeking out any viruses in reach to drain what life force they could. Runeknight smiled grimly beneath his visor, knowing that a portion of any energy they absorbed would be transferred to restore his strength and heal his wounds.
Runeknight let the spell die down and turned his attention to the remaining viruses. He knew these creatures were powerful and far more experienced that the run of the mill viruses that he usually dealt with. These monstrosities held within them an innate knowledge, an animalistic instinct that placed them as more predator than prey. Runeknight and Soundman would have to lay down enough fire power to ensure that it would be virtually impossible for the viruses to survive. Runeknight glanced at his companion, just as Soundman launched a fireball at the Oldheater, and knew what he had to do.
Runeknight could feel the energy of Zan's BattleChips burning within him, surging throughout his body and yearning to be unleashed. Runeknight summon forth the wave of energy, jets of cobalt flame exploding from his back like the wings of an avenging angel. The wings unfurled, extending to a span of twenty feet. The fiery wings flapped once, the flames spreading to engulf the Navi's shoulder and arms. The wings flapped twice and the knight was consumed entirely, the wings writhing to form a swirling tornado of azure flames. Runeknight shouted from within the tornado and the fires split into twin columns that spiraled around each other as they reached to the sky. Runeknight raised his arms, reaching high, and the tips of each column responded by forming into the heads of birds of prey. The Navi waited until Soundman was out of harm's way before shouting and chopping his arms downward.
"PHOENIX!" Runeknight shouted.
The infernos responded to his words and his movements, the fiery birds arching away from the spiraling columns to twist about and dive toward the remaining trio of viruses. The birds screeched in unison, the cry of the hunter resounding across the battlefield. The two flaming entities roared toward the viruses, intent on engulfing them in the all consuming flame.
"Runeknight, move back!" Soundman cried.
Runeknight turned to see his companion readying another of his sonic strikes. The knight responded within an instant, dashing away from the viruses and toward the three unknown Navi who had been trying to escape the viral hordes. Runeknight dived at the last second, determined not to be caught within the resonance of Soundman's attack, and fell into a roll that brought him to his knees right in front of the NetPolice officer. Runeknight twisted to face the viruses and raised his right arm to defend his body. The jet black metal of his greaves shifted and began to flow like mercury. His armor formed a massive shield of ebony steel that would protect Runeknight from any attacks directed toward him. Hopefully it would be enough to protect the three weakened Navi as well.
Summary:
Rune of Vigor is active (Heal for 25)
1. Rune Purge to OldHeater(80 Fire DMG w/ a 30 Heal to Runeknight)
2. PhoenixShot(80 Fire) to Swordies and OldHeater
3. PhoenixShot(80 Fire) to Swordies and OldHeater
4. Dodge toward NetPolice and Mafia Goons
5. Guard1 to self/Navi trio
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The viruses seem to be focused mostly on the Mystery Data, as they focus attacking on the Navi cradling it.
It seems like that Mafia Goon was so bent on protecting it, he forgot to protect himself. A single strike from a Swordy obliterates him. The other two Navis fire another buster salvo at it, just barely deleting it.
Even stronger viruses are just viruses, and Soundman finishes off the remaining Swordy while Runeknight deletes the OldHeater. Everything sort of falls back into the eeire calm that was before the battle.
Exahusted, the Police and Mafia remaining just look at each other, busters drawn. Slowly, they both holster their weapons, and the Policeman actually extends his hand to the Mafiaman, who accepts it. Maybe a new beginning is on the horizion...
The Policeman grabs the BMD that is laying on the ground, a bit worse for the wear, but intact. He beckons the other three Navis to him as he opens it. "Well, since you guys all saved my life, it's only fair we all get a share." he says as he breaks the seal, revealing a large cashe of Zenny, which he then splits between the four of them.
As Runeknight and Soundman gather up the rest of their spoils, something in the sky begins to shift. The moving web overhead is quickly sealing closed! Long tendrills reach down, wrapping around the four Navis, pulling them up into the air, faster, and faster...
As the clear upwards in the air, looking down, they can see the Net sealing shut, a huge gaping maw closing, hiding a dreadful secret...
And then, quite suddenly, they find themselves in their PETs.
REWARDS:
Soundman: Thunder2, 2500Z, 5000Z, 12FXP
Runeknight: Thunder2, 2500Z, 5000Z, 12FXP
It seems like that Mafia Goon was so bent on protecting it, he forgot to protect himself. A single strike from a Swordy obliterates him. The other two Navis fire another buster salvo at it, just barely deleting it.
Even stronger viruses are just viruses, and Soundman finishes off the remaining Swordy while Runeknight deletes the OldHeater. Everything sort of falls back into the eeire calm that was before the battle.
Exahusted, the Police and Mafia remaining just look at each other, busters drawn. Slowly, they both holster their weapons, and the Policeman actually extends his hand to the Mafiaman, who accepts it. Maybe a new beginning is on the horizion...
The Policeman grabs the BMD that is laying on the ground, a bit worse for the wear, but intact. He beckons the other three Navis to him as he opens it. "Well, since you guys all saved my life, it's only fair we all get a share." he says as he breaks the seal, revealing a large cashe of Zenny, which he then splits between the four of them.
As Runeknight and Soundman gather up the rest of their spoils, something in the sky begins to shift. The moving web overhead is quickly sealing closed! Long tendrills reach down, wrapping around the four Navis, pulling them up into the air, faster, and faster...
As the clear upwards in the air, looking down, they can see the Net sealing shut, a huge gaping maw closing, hiding a dreadful secret...
And then, quite suddenly, they find themselves in their PETs.
REWARDS:
Soundman: Thunder2, 2500Z, 5000Z, 12FXP
Runeknight: Thunder2, 2500Z, 5000Z, 12FXP